route_1065 | Woo, reunions!

Entry tags:

Woo, reunions!

Who:

used_slackoff,

usedroar ,

soggypastry , and

notjustsunshine
Where: Somewhere on Route 36/35
When: Sometime today!
Summary: Fang got beat up by a tree, so Vanille called the cavalry and Lightning rushed off to be the knight. And she picked up ~~her boyfriend~~ Leon on the way.
Rating: PG-13, as Fang may be a bit vulgar.
Log:

A yelp comes from Devil the Poochyena as he staggers backwards, having just been hit by a Male Nidoran's double-kick. The opposing pokémon is panting pretty hard, but then, so is Devil. Fang watches the battle with unease. Most of these wild pokémon are a bit of a higher level than Devil is, and she's already had to expend three of her four potions. Claw is out of the question; she's been completely unable to fight since the Sudowoodo OHKO'd her.

So this was bad. Devil looks at Fang in confusion as she sizes up the situation. Taking advantage of the moment, the Nidoran races towards the Poochyena, who braces himself. Making a split-second decision, Fang grabs a vacant pokéball and throws it, smacking the Nidoran right on the nose. It then pops open and sucks the pokémon inside. Jiggle. Jiggle. Jiggle. Ding. The obligatory 'You have caught a pokémon!' music plays, Fang raising an eyebrow at the sound as she leans down and scoops up the ball.

The Male Nidoran still seemed to have quite a bit of buck in him. And he was, she figured, about as strong as Claw, which was good. He could serve as another line of defense against the wild pokémon, and be a bit more apt at it than her Poochyena, considering the level. Said dark-type plops down on his butt, panting hard.

"Alright, take a break, Lobo," she says, returning the pokémon. She spares a glance at her shoulder, which had acted up when she threw the ball, but had been disregarded in the heat of the moment. A noise of discontentment escapes her as she looks over at Vanille.

"'Ey. You doin' alright ove' there?"

(Everyone stick to one thread, please! <3)

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[Hey, what's that noise for? :C] W-Whew! It's just as tiring as fighting back home. [These Pokemon aren't very cute. But then again Marluxia HAD said to make do with what she had. ...Even if they're not cute. She notices the Pokeball.]

Fang! You caught it! [She jumps up and down]

[Well it's ON now. If Fang's caught another Pokemon that means she has to too. Even if fighting is pretty difficult with only one useable Pokemon.] I'll catch one too!

It had been a trying night since Hope had disappeared, but Lightning was doing...well, relatively alright now. She and Leon had set out after a nights rest to finish the trek to the crossing. And it was here that Lightning watched as Fang caught herself a Nidoran, and Vanille as she fought off wild Pokemon. Her arms crossed over her chest, Lightning tilted her head to the side. Fang was still bruised, to be sure, but otherwise fine. The first aid kit in her bag would suffice to treat the other woman.

"You two seem to be doing fine."

Fang cracks a grin at Vanille's reaction. It seemed that even when Fang was in one of her moods, the girl's enthusiasm was infectious. It was really no surprise why she was so attached to her.

"Jus' be ca'eful if ya do, okay? The pokémon around 'ere are pa'ticular pains in the ass."

That was when she heard a familiar voice and turned to see a pink-haired woman observing them. Giving a smirk, she strolls over to the other lazily, clapping a hand casually on her shoulder.

"'Ey, soldier. How's it goin'?"

Lightning got off easy because of all the current circumstances, although Fang had every intention of giving her hell when things in general had settled down.

Leon watched as Fang finished catching the Nidoran, impressed by her Poochyena's tenacity, if not by her technique. He was a bit taken aback by the other woman's easy demeanour around Lightning, but then again, he'd never gotten to meet very many of Lightning's closest friends. He stayed a few steps behind the soldier, just observing.

Fang and Vanille seemed like the odd couple, one tall and dark and the other bright and petite. He figured they must balance each other out, perhaps like Aerith balanced him. He didn't say anything; it probably wouldn't be long before either one of them commented on his presence.

She nods at Lightning-it's hard to believe that they're all together again though she's not about to complain about it.

"Yup! It looks bad but it's not, right Fang?" Vanille smiles at the taller woman, fully expecting her to agree-Fang was stubborn of course, "and I'll be careful~ Me and Squishy can take on anything! ...Except for that tree..."

Vanille spots Leon standing there and waves, flashing a huge grin, "Hiya! Are you one of Lightning's friends? I'm Vanille and that's Fang! And this is Squishy and this is Choco." The Pokemon in question are a Tentacool and a Mareep, the 2nd one being held in Vanille's arms.

First nodding back to Vanille, Lightning gives Fang a look; she should know "how it's going". But still, she shakes her head and slips out from under Fangs hand, easing out of her bag and getting the first aid kit.

"Fang, sit down. I need to fix your shoulder before you completely wreck it." It doesn't seem to be dislocated, at least. So all it will require is bruise ointment and a big old bandage, same as her cheek. So while she pulls the needed supplies from her kit, Lightning looks around. It's quiet here. No sign of anyone, or of the woman coming to make the trade with Leon.

Fang says nothing in response to Lightning's reaction, eyes flicking downward for a moment. Right. Well- best not think about it. Instead, her eyes draw towards Vanille, and she smirks. "Well, we made it this fa', haven' we?"

She then turns back to Lightning, shaking her head in turn, but obediently sitting down on a rock after spotting one the appropriate size. She then looks at Leon, lifting up a lazy arm-- her left one, in particular, that's not injured-- to wave at the man.

"'Ey. So you'e soldier's pa'tner, huh?" The smirk that comes to her face suggests that she might be teasing about something deeper between the relationship of the two, although she winces, bringing up a hand to gingerly touch her swollen cheek. "Ah, damn tree..."

"I have some extra ointment, if you need it," he offers to Lightning--she should know, she gave it to him.

As predicted, Vanille does take notice, and rushes up to present herself and her team. He gives both the Mareep and the Tentacool appraising looks. They both look healthy, that's for sure. He thinks of Flood, his Tentacruel, left in the PC back in Goldenrod; he might have liked the company of another one of his kind. Maybe they'll be able to meet, sometime.

"I'm Leon," he introduces himself, giving both women a nod. He continues, by way of explanation: "The tree can't be moved unless you have a specific spray bottle the gym leader Whitney hands out to those who defeat her."

"And you told me not to worry so much," she frowns at Lightning's appraisal of Fang's injury then turns her attention back to Leon.

"A special...spray bottle? Kind of weird!" she says even though she has every intention of using that information later.

"Don't you keep your Pokemon with you while you're walking around?" she looks on either side of him, leaning right then left before giving him a confused look. She would never keep hers in their Pokeballs-it would be way too lonely.

Lightning nods towards Leon at the offer, but she's already taking off her gloves to smear the cream on her hand. The cream is going to be cold against Fangs skin, but she's too busy answering Vanille and reaching for a gauze at the same time to care.

"And you didn't have to because I was on the way. But if this would be left untreated for too long, it could get bad." Or it would heal on its own. Medical tape, medical tape...ah, there it is. Holding the gauze against the injury, she tapes it down securely before moving on to check the cheek. This...needs icing down, first.

"Should have told you to ice your bruises with snow..."

"Wish I woulda been told soone'..." Fang comments in response to Leon's explanation, giving Lightning a look. She then watches as Lightning applies the medicine. It's already pretty dang cold out-- a few good degrees below freezing-- so the cream almost feels warm in comparison. There's even a difference between her own and Light's temperature. Fang and Vanille didn't have the luxury of a walking heat source, after all.

For a moment, she looks up, listening to Vanille. To be honest, Fang really only kept out her pokémon because she had insisted. Not that it really made a difference to her. At Lightning's comment, she gives an amused snort.

"Vanille was a step ahead of ya." And were Lightning to touch it, she would notice that the swollen check was, in fact, even cooler than the rest of her body.

Leon gives a half-hearted shrug. It was up to them to check for road hazards before going forward, not anyone else's to tell them in advance. Tough luck, girls.

To Vanille's question, he reaches for the pokeballs at his belts.

"Odin gave us a lift here, so I had to keep them in their balls," he explains. He releases Skarmory first. She emerges with a raucous cry and a shake of her feathers, before hop-skipping to stand next to her trainer. Following her are the three puppies: Al, Lucky and Riolu. Lucky immediately goes over to inspect Vanille, while Al prefers Fang, still smelling like another Poochyena. Speaking of which, Leon turns to Fang, motioning to his bag:

"I have a few Potions for your pokemon, if you'd like."

Vanille puts her hands to her face at Lightning's comment, "I meant Fang! She's the one who kept on saying "ish nothin'" even right after. We're lucky that you know what you're doing!"

She bends down to the Growlithe's level, waving her Mareep's paw, "hi! I'm Choco and this is my trainer Vanille! So cute~" she's reminded of Lobo. Lucky is...much cuter. Not that she'd ever say that out loud of course. She falls backwards onto her butt then holds out her hand to Lucky. "Let's be friends, okay?

Lightning just shakes her head at Vanille, going back for the bruise cream once she notices the temperature difference in Fangs cheek.

"At least one of you two knew how to treat bruises." Honestly...that would be reason why Vanille had access to the healing spells instead of Fang. She knew what she was doing. Same as Light, when it came to basics like this. Smearing the cream onto a gauze pad and making sure she spread it, she gave Fang a look.

"Keep your mouth shut or you'll eat this stuff." And it didn't taste good at all, but Lightning didn't waste time on lightly slapping the bandage down. Tape, tape...there's the tape!

"Nice..." Fang comments on the Skarmory, looking at the steel bird with respect. She then notices the three babies, watchiing as the Poochyena comes over to her. "'Ey there," she chuckles, leaning forward to pet the pokémon on the head. Her eyes narrow slightly. Hm. This one seemed... a bit different. Taking her pokéball, she presses the button, releasing Devil (http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa233/SnagemGirl/Poochyena.png), who still looks a bit disheveled. Upon seeing Al, he yaps, then tackles the other immediately. Playfully, of course. Shaking her head in amusement, Fang looks at the two of them, noticing the differences. Different colored noses, Devil had floppy ears (well, a floppy ear), and... something else seemed a little different, too. Huh. Did Fang always get the freaks of nature?

Realizing she was being talked to, she looks up at Leon, going, "Euh? ...oh, yeah, thanks." She nods, taking her other two pokéballs out of her pack (No, Lightning, she isn't going to make this easy for you). Looking at the one she knew her Meowth was in, she comments, "Unless ya gotta revive, though, Claw's gonna be outta commission fo' awhile." She looks at Leon. "Tree gave 'er a 'ard time, too... One hit, an' she was out cold."

And to Lightning: an amused chuckle and the words: "Take it easy, soldier." It's a good thing she's used to Lightning's grumpiness; otherwise, she probably wouldn't be so affable herself.

Al is more than happy to tangle with Devil, letting the bigger, older poochyena roll him over without complaint and trying to nip that floppy ear. Leon hardly notices the differences, just glad that the other Poochyena isn't giving his pup any trouble. Lucky, for her part, has no idea what to do with this strange woman's hand, but she seems awfully friendly, and Lucky likes friendly people. The growlithe pup rushes forward, pressing her nose and tongue into Vanille's hand, then the rest of Vanille! Eventually Choco the mareep will get an inspection as well, but Lucky likes to investigate people.

Leon is shuffling through his pack, pulling out a Revive--always useful to have--and a Super Potion; it would probably be more than enough for Fang's Devil. "I've heard that even though it's a tree, it's a rock-type as well, so it hits hard," he comments, tossing her the two items.

"Wah! Hi there! Guess you do want to be friends!" she giggles, pointing to the Growlithe then petting her, "you should catch one of these, too, Fang!"

She halts her patting of Lucky to focus on Leon's words-it doesn't make much sense to her for it to be a rock type...Trees were...plants. "Fang's learned her lesson-no pouring water on rock trees," she says in response to the hitting hard comment. Then amends it with, "that she didn't know where Pokemon and would start fights with her." considering Fang was so grumpy before.

"I'll take it easy when you two aren't getting into trouble." That being said, she was done taping the cream smeared bandage to Fangs cheek. She took a moment to examine her handiwork, making sure it would stay put, before she got to repacking her kit. When she was finished, Lightning looked up to Vanille.

"Make sure she doesn't pick a fight with anymore trees. Can't promise I can fix her next time." There was the tiniest hint of teasing in her voice as she stood, bag over her shoulder. Time to head back and...deal with Hopes effects. This would be fun. Still, there was no point in moping around about it. Wouldn't make the walk go any faster, but standing ready to go would help her nerves. So she did, waiting for the other three to finish up their talk.

Well. At least Devil's not giving Al any trouble yet. Fang reached up, catching the Revive and Super Potion in either hand. "You heard right." Just thinking about receiving that attack made her jaw hurt-- or maybe it was just sore in general. It felt like Snow might have punched her in the face. Difference there was that Snow wasn't a pokémon, so she would've handed his ass to him on a silver platter. Hn. Perhaps that's what she'd do to that tree, once her pokémon got stronger.

She looked at Vanille, snorting softly in amusement. "Why me? You've got pokéballs too, you know." She spared Lightning a glance as she rose, giving a nod and a small, "Thanks," of gratitude. Setting aside the Super Potion for now, she let out Claw, then took the Revive and, hesitating momentarily, sprayed the medicine on her. Like magic, the feline's eyes opened, and she looked up at Fang before giving a toothy yawn. With a small smirk, she commented, "Good to see you're feeling well again," and patted her on the head. She then got up herself, rolling her shoulders a neck a little and earning a few cracks and pops.

"So! To Goldenrod, then?"

Al didn't mind if Devil started roughhousing; Leon might, but Al would take it in stride. He was that sort of uncomplicated. Meanwhile, Lucky was happily enjoying being pet by Vanille, nosing and licking the young woman's hands and wrists. Eventually, she settled down enough to bark cheerfully at Choco the Mareep. Hello there, Mareep!

Leon, for his part, was relieved to see the Revive taking effect. He was also examining the extent of Fang's bandages now that Lightning was done; the damage was extensive to the woman's face and torso. He had to take note of that and be cautious, otherwise he'd wind up in the same situation. He was pretty sure Suzuki wasn't the type to nurse anyone back to health.

"You should head back--I'm meeting someone here in a few hours," he informed them, pocketing his hands.

Choco makes a frightened noise-the spoiled brat-but gradually returns with a quiet call. Hi there big scary Growlithe!

"! Wow! It really did make Claw all better!" she laughs at Fang, "oh I don't know, seems like you're the one with all the dog Pokemon~ I thought you might want to make a habit of it!"

She hops to her feet, "let's get going then! To Goldenrod!"

It sounds like a nice place so she can't say she's not excited; especially if they'll be able to be someplace warm. Everything is cold and her Pokemon will appreciate the feeling of a bed instead of the ground.

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